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vation deck,
and we really hit it off afterwards. We ended up having a couple of beers in
Valhalla while I waited for the acid to come on, and he invited both of us to
his place in Georgia. Nice guy, Blaise something -- Blaise Mapplethorpe."
"You had a _beer_ with Blaise Mapplethorpe?" Susan said, sitting
straight up and opening Yuka's eyes.
"Yeah. So what?"
"Do you know who he is, sweetheart?"
"No, but I figure anyone who complains that much about Mentat Security
can't be all bad."
"Mapplethorpe is the heir apparent to Atlanta."
"You mean his dad is the mayor?"
"Not the city itself, the banking industry. His family owns -- oh,
forget it. I'll show you his dossier later. Wow, beer with Douse. He's a good
guy to chuck on the arm, baby."
"So you want to go?"
"I want to feel you inside me," Susan said.
"Are you sure?" Guile said, pressing Yuka's down on the bed with one hand.
"Positive. If worse comes to worst, I'll fake it, but I don't think I'll
have to. Fill me up, darling, make me a woman. Ohh, yes. Yes, that's just
right."
As Guile labored to bring Susan to pleasure, Bruce Madison lost the
fight in Schenectady. As his Navigator mourned, Bruce lay dead on the empty
Little League diamond, his spirit joining the infinite multitude as th
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